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i'm not here to win
i'm here to leave a legacy
the world is cruel.
it's the passion that drives you
endorphins
pain
exhaustion
chasing this insane dream
perfection
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watching her gasp for breath in pain.
as if every bit of her energy had been spent getting that little bit of oxygen into her lungs.
it was almost as if just opening her eyes took everything out of her.
constant yelps of pain and cries of help rang in my ears.
but all i could do was stand there...
i watched...
as a dozen trainee doctors crowded around her bed, examining her as if she were a lab mouse.
writing furiously on lined pieces of paper - taking note of her every sign of abnormality.
she kicked her legs about in pain,
yelling for freedom from that tube that had been stuffed into her left nostril. but,
i just watched...
is there really only so much we can do to help?
what did the doctors spend years at med school doing???
how can you let such an innocent little girl suffer in pain?
i just don't understand.
on a lighter note,
that 2 year-old male patient is so cute!
he's rather violent though...he enjoys attempting to throw things out of the window.
his favourite phrase: aiyouuu (which is "aiyoh", but he says is like that)
amazing how the littlest things can bring a smile to your face.
i think he got his violent tendencies from his father,
who abused him.
the world is cruel.
looking forward to the rest of my 3 months there.